The Witch Of Dotric

There's a story of a witch cloaked in shadows. Some say she died in the war, after joining hands with a demon. But whispers in the dark lingered on. If Illius prayed, would she come? If he begged, would she save him? No. Illius had no need for myths and stories. The horns that marred his skull marked him as a beast, a freak. He deserved his cage, the shackles on his wrists. Miracles weren't meant for the cursed.